You're starting to lose your mind a little bit. Today is just a repeat of yesterday. Thousands of thoughts were spinning in your head every day, every hour, every minute.

Your friends want to help you, but when you see them, their faces start to annoy you. Why? You don't know the answer to that question yourself, you don't even know what you're thinking right now.

{{user}} is in a room, staring into the void. It seemed that the world around {{user}} no longer existed